Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Nobodys, artist - Aceyalone. Album song All Balls Don't Bounce Revisited, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.03.2019
Record label: That Kind of
Song language: English
The Nobodys |
The first thing I wanna say is that I’m open |
I listen to anyone in the world, any time, any place, any moment |
My nature is the lone wolf, I travel in a pack of one |
I’m Acey de uno, you know, from the Sun’s son |
When I landed, our planet, my standard on the drum |
Left handed, right handed |
I was abandoned like scum |
That’s when I learned my little time test |
(Time test) |
How much time would it take to get my mind to the best |
(Time test) |
I hope you brought your rhyme vest |
(Time test) |
You’ll be put in the woods beneath the pine crest |
(Time test) |
Now I don’t wanna do you no harm |
I’m just a head and some legs and a couple of arms |
And I’m a skeleton covered up with skin |
But it’s more complex than that see |
I’m a man who rocks the whole jam |
I live in a ten by ten room over there on the sun |
Spending my summers on Earth, heating up the bass drum |
Acoustic, boosted |
Mechanical stereo, audio tomb |
With the tables and the mic |
React a fool |
Never let nobody get you down |
Never let nobody turn you out |
Never let nobody open they mouth and tell you what you all about |
Now I got a lot to learn in life just like every single one of us |
But none of us got the right to say some of us are odd |
Unless they name is God |
Now I am a musician, but I used to be a magician |
I went to magician school I paid my tuition |
I found musicians make more than magicians |
Now what a position |
Our mission? |
Only to find the real definition |
Now listen |
If I could take the world and put it inside my head |
I would, no kidding |
Just due to the fact that I’m good |
Well I’m a little good, I’m average |
Well I’m alright, at least I ain’t shy or bashful |
I rock a party all night |
Yeah, I’m silly |
Wanna bet? |
Bet on, bet I led off |
Bet off |
Wanna let me just proceed to take your head off |
Get off |
You’re off on your own and you’re off |
The set |
Wanna bet? |
We ain’t really started jamming yet |
Or frying in a pan just like a salmon croquette |
You know I ain’t really silly hill billy willy, I’m a vet |
In this game |
And I got your brain as a pet |
You’re wet and washed up and despicable |
Upset, tossed up and pitiful, yet |
I don’t wanna hear ya say shit |
Now check it out |
Somebody jot this down |
Word got around that you’se a loser |
Zero, zilch |
Unadulterated filth flaren filth |
Oh you’re a nobody |
You wanna be somebody |
And you’ll prolly sell your soul |
Good golly almighty |
Smile boy |
That’s the least that you can do |
And who you are is a mystery |
And you got the devil spooking you |
Now who can you trust? |
When everybody else is kicking up dust |
Thus is another saga |
A paperback book type novel |
You’re a good guy? |
Bravo |
Well three strikes and you’re outta there |
You might as well be floating in a shuttle in the stratosphere |
Check it |
My body is my temple and my temple is my prize |
My mind shine like the sun do and here’s a little word to the wise… |